30 Rock Finale: "These Were the Best Days of My Flerm"
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Jenna belting "these were the best days of my flerm!"
Could the finale of 30 Rock have been any better?
The saddeness of the show's ending loomed, but Fey brought the comedy, and brought it hard. There was no overly dramatic sentimentality—if Jenna's song didn't make that abundantly apparent.
I'm still digesting the brilliance that was last night's episode, but that can't stop me from providing you with (clearly my opinion) the ep's best screenshots and lines.
So, "goodbye, you factory rejected dildos!"
I mean, "goodbye forever, you soup line at a gay homeless shelter!"
"Stay-at-home-Lemon" encountering crazy-moms on GothamMoms.com
Liz, disgruntled with the staying-at-homeness of it all, heads into 30 Rock and asks Kenneth, the new President of NBC, for an opportunity to pitch a new TV show based on her life, about a "woman" who "works" in "New York." But Liz has already spoken three of Kenneth's "TV No-No Words":
Jenna has no idea why no one is paying attention to her anymore; she doesn't realize that no one is required to pay attention to her anymore because the show is over. But, she says, she will stop being an actress only when the world stops spinnning on "Kabbalah Monster's fingernail":
Meanwhile, Tracy Jorden keeps running around 30 Rock looking for Kenneth, who no longer has time to serve Tracy since he was put in charge of NBC.
Liz returns home to vent to GothamMoms.com about her stay-at-homeness. One mom tells her to stop whining, and Liz, quoting the great rapper TI, responds that she'd die to find another job:
But the working mom claims that she'd give up her crap job in a moment. Liz is not amused:
Mom-Fight! Riverside Park.10 minutes.
Who is the working-mom who's neck Liz is going to wrap a scarf around? None other than Chriss Cross...yes, her husband (yes, with 2 s's). They laugh off the virtual argument and agree that Liz should be the "working dad" of the family while Chriss stays at home with the kids.
Over at 30 Rock, Jack is desperate to find happiness—his A.S.S. chart is helping him (as well as Julianne Moore AND Selma Hayak in their "vanilla-caramel-sex-swirl), he thinks, attain this end:
But Jack, who's even "won" the wrath of Nancy Pelosi, who's declared him an "economic war criminal," still feels a bit empty. He then resigns from Cabletown because he doesn't know what he needs...but thinks that maybe "buying a boat" will help him solve his problem.
Kenneth tells Liz that, as a result of Tracy Jordan's contract, she is legally required to write one more TGS episode. Tracy, however, who doesn't like to say goodbye, repeatedly attempts to foil the final episode's production. He even enlists Al Roker to conjure a fake snowicane while he hides out a strip club.
Liz chases him down and tells him that saying hard is nearly impossible—nearly impossible to the extent that people will lie in order to make saying goodbye forever seem not so real. Tracy appreciates her honesty and agrees to return to the set...after they watch the Skank Train.
TGS runs its final live show but Liz can't stay to enjoy it because she has to chase down Jack, who has left a fake suicide-video for her.
She finds him on a boat.
Jack tells her he loves her like Anglo-Saxons love a bowl of bear meat.
"I love you, too, Jack."
And Jack's off, for who knows how long but he needs to experience that Old-Man-of-the-Sea feeling in order to figure himself out.
Two seconds later he turns around. "Clear dish washers!"
His Cabletown career isn't over yet.
"I will never forget you, Rural Juror!"
TGS comes to a close with Jenna's emotional rendition of "Rural Juror": "...These were the best days of my flerm!"
Cut to a year later: Liz is working on another show; Tracy and Jenna are too; and Jack is back on top.
A snowglobe of the figure of Atlas a 30 Rock telescopes out. We see Kenneth holding the globe in his hands and interviewing a young woman (who undoubtedly looks like a POC-Liz-Lemon) about her show idea, based on the stories her "great-grandmother" told her.
Kenneth—who in a Wonka-esque and eery way seems to not have aged at all—agrees that it'd be a fine show.
(See that Jetson's inspired flying-car in the background?)